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Papa doesn't even care, but he just goes along with whatever my Mom says. But the clearly definite thing was the ultimate escape. A smile trembled at the corners of her mouth as she recalled Gerald’s ridiculous upbraiding of his own reflection in the mirror. As the secret door opened, the sounds within the house came at once to her ears: the tramping of feet above, and the hoarse voices echoing through the mansion. The Dawn Pearl! To be with her constantly, with no diversions to serve as barricades! Damn McClintock for putting this thought in his head—that Ruth loved him! He flung himself upon the beach, face downward, his outflung hands digging into the sand: which was oddly like his problem—he could not grip it. "What do you mean by that, sirrah?" cried Wood, reddening with anger. I do not say guest because that suggests friendship; and I am no friend of this Wastrel. "Come, off with it, sirrah, or I'll blow out your brains, in the first place, and strip you afterwards. Wood!" "Leave go!" thundered Blueskin—"leave go—you'd better!"—and he held the sack as firmly as he could with one hand, while with the other he searched for his knife.
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